my savior

Only a sad human can give beautiful smile & Its not easy to become sad strange isn;t? all my sketches are result of my confinement to my rooms for months. I never want to go out, I never want to meet people, all i want is myself and my graphite pencils and reservoir of ideas, my fantasy world to draw. am i on the verge of becoming an artist? I draw because it completes me, I draw because it inculcates respect deep inside, I draw because it makes me special and stand out in the crowd.

My sketchy world is friendly and protective enough to accommodate my feelings, here I'm in love with myself, I love the graphite, I love everything around me.

My imagination runs amok, I have the power to create anything all good and sad. I'm trapped in my world and not ready to come out of it. I like to explore Alice's Wonderland, I 'm the king of Big Castle situated on world's highest peak, whose pathway is full of jungles, flowers and lakes. I like to sing a moon song by the river side. I run with deers and swim with dolphins. I fly with dragonflies in mysterious caves. I'm snow n like to fall on tender leaves in the jungle, I'm gushing wind touching big big mountains. I'm always invited by rabbits for supper at rabbit house. I'm part of wolf herd .so unreal but beautiful.

I don't want to grow, I don't want to be an intelligent human , I don't want to be clever, I just want to be myself and my world.

I keep hearing about magic all my life and I always wanted to witness it untill i groom my ability to draw. Its unbeleivable to see how image starts appearing on white sheet/canvass slowly and transforming into real life charactor its called magic in real life.

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Happy sketching